Surprised

After a nice evening at Deer Lake, which ended with a retarded search along Kingsway for BBT, I got back to the apartment, changed, and went to bed. I was being pretty quiet the whole because I saw John on his bed. Then I heard snoring. I have never heard John snore before; maybe I should have realized something was messed up right then.

Fast forward to 6 o'clock in the morning. I woke up with a pile of blond hair next to my face. WTF John is sleeping with his stupid wig???

Shit. It was his gf... she was there the whole night.

Shit.